The last 5 weeks have felt like Iggy Pop's "88 Lines About 44 Women," except there would be the need to scratch all references to women, replace them with the assorted array of occurrences/trips/Violet milestones and juxtapose them against the oddball stereotypes of new parents? Alright, maybe is has just been a glorious whirlwind through family visits, Grand Lake, Ruidoso, Chicago and the Democratic Convention, and has no relationship to the song at all. Good song, even better times over here watching this neat lady as she has passed from loving arms to loving arms.
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